Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Welcome back for another Hump Day! This week's snippet comes from my wip, Temperature's Rising. Hope you enjoy! And don't forget to take a look at the other author's participating in this week's Humping here: http://humpdayhook.blogspot.com/

My hero for this book, Dr. Ryder Alexander came from my love of Ewan... **sigh** Remember my little drama queen nursing student had puked all over my hero's shoes? Now we switch to his pov...

Ryder turned, sloshed, slipped and barely regained his balance before falling flat on his ass in the muck covering his shoes and slacks. The aroma of vomit stifled his first instinct to chase after the gorgeous brunette that had rocked his world several times over last night.

“Let her go, Ryder, we have work to do,” Dr. McMillan stated flatly.

Ryder glanced at the patient with the open abdominal wound and stepped toward the bed to assist with the massive dressing change. Disappointment slammed into his gut as the elusive woman escaped him once more. His duty was to his patient but later, he promised himself he'd definitely be tracking Anne down.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Congratulations to Karen who is the winner from my blog and has won the Kindlepaperwhite that was my offered prize! I really enjoyed reading all your comments for this hop. We will definitely have to do this again next Spring. For the winner of the Kindle Fire and $50 Amazon Gift Card, go to my original post and check the raffle copter. The names are listed.

My next giveaway is a DOOZY! So dont forget to stop by Sandra Sookoo's Seeing is Believing Blog on March 29th!!

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Good morning all! I am definitely have a lovely Spring so far! Thank you so much for stopping by and joining this little blog hop! There are some awesome prizes being given away by all the authors participating, so you should have a great time! First place is a Kindle Fire and second place is a $50 Amazon Gift Card!! So be sure that you comment and leave a valid email address so you may be contacted if you win! A list of all the authors will be listed below. My own prize that I'm offering if you happen to stop by and read my post today will be a Kindle Paperwhite which has Wi-Fi, Paperwhite Display, Higher Resolution, Higher Contrast, Built-in Light and looks like this:

So, what do you think? Ready to play? So let's talk firsts here. First love, to be exact. That's what the Rites of Spring is all about. Fist kiss, first love, first time sex for a character... This plays in well with my current release, Dating Impossible. My heroine, Dr. JJ Jone's first love is my hero, Dr. Cruz Avery. She had a secret crush on him in high school that she'd thought time and distance had cured her of before she'd come back to town and started working with him. No longer that gangly, awkward teenager, she'd matured into a woman with curves that Cruz definitely takes notice of. Here's a snippet of JJ's thoughts when she has a moment to step back and check Cruz out:

Excerpt:Her childhood crush was just that. A crush. She was no longer the gangly, flat-chested, awkward girl who longed for Cruz Avery’s love and attention. Without conceit, she was well aware her beanpole figure had developed curves in all the right places and her double D’s drew a man’s notice. They had certainly drawn Cruz’s attention just now. Her lips curved in pure feminine satisfaction. About fucking time!

Unable to resist, she snuck a peek in Cruz’s direction. As best man, he stood on the groom’s side of the altar. His attention should’ve been on his brother and Roxanne, but instead, he stared openly at her. His smoky grey gaze held a definite interest. He inclined his head.

Outwardly, she knew she presented the picture of calm, but her stomach fluttered with exhilaration. The teenage girl that still lurked inside of her wanted to jump up and down, screaming at the top of her lungs. God, she would’ve amputated her right arm for him to look at her like that when she’d been in high school.

Easily six feet tall, he’d slicked his short black hair to the side in his usual style. Clinically, she continued her assessment. Chiseled jaw? Check. Sensual mouth? Check. Broad shoulders that filled out his tuxedo jacket to a perfect “T”? Double check. Heat spread across her cheeks.

Yowza! So much for clinical.

BLURB:

Focused on her career, Dr. JJ Jones doesn't have time to date—and she certainly doesn't want to date the "player" of the ER none other than her girlhood crush, Dr. Cruz Avery. JJ found out the hard way that romantic relationships in the work place don't mix forcing her to relocate back to Arizona and change jobs. She's determined to spend her free time enjoying her Harley, reading true-crime novels, and learning about the new community she lives in. Dogged by the gorgeous Dr. Avery with his skillful hands, disarming smile, and hot lips, her resolve wavers. For now, she's having fun making his mission to date her down right impossible!

Full time nurse, amateur cake baker, writer, and zombie obsessed, Kathleen draws a lot from the real-life medical drama she experiences as a RN for her novels. Writing romance is a creative outlet where she can effectively deal with the daily stress and sorrow, adding levity and humor to situations that provide a happily ever after when there isn't one.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Morning to all!! Happy Hump Day! Hope you all are well and getting ready for Spring. Today's hook comes from my current release, Dating Impossible available now at www.evernightpublishing.com . It's not really a hook per se, but I do love this passage! All comments are welcome and appreciated. For all the other authors participating in this week's HDH, you can go here for a complete list: http://humpdayhook.blogspot.com/

“This is easy,” Ambra began and spun toward a tall, well- built man holding a pitcher of beer in one hand and a ping pong ball in the other. “It’s beer pong. All you do is stand where he’s standing and aim for the cups with the beer in them. We get a ball in the cup, the other team has to drink.”

With half an ear, JJ listened to Ambra’s instructions. Cruz’s warm breath fanned the back of JJ’s neck. Her concentration turned skittish. Stubbornness cemented her feet to the floor. Why was he standing so damn close?

Don’t move. Don’t move. Don’t move.

“Okay,” JJ said. “Who are we going to play against?”

“I’ll take you two on,” Cruz said. He shifted his body, stood in front of her, stripped off his tuxedo jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt. The muscles of his tan forearms flexed with the movement.

JJ dragged her gaze away from his tanned skin and gulped. He’s just a man, she told herself reasonably. Flesh and blood.

Extensor muscles line the back of the forearm which are used to extend the wrist while the flexors are used to flex the wrist. Under the muscles are the humerus and radius, the two bones of the lower arm.

The anatomical facts streamed through JJ’s mind, but did nothing to diminish the sexiness of those particular arms, or the memories flooding her of how they felt wrapped around her body only moments before. Combined with the heady scent of pure male, the intoxicating blend shot long suppressed sexual yearning to the surface. Flames of heated desire licked along her skin.

“Does
that mean you girls are looking for a dance partner?” a familiar baritone
drawled. “I believe I can take you both at once.”

“Cruz,” Ambra said, turning toward him. “I’m
not dancing with you ever again. Not after the last time. You didn’t just step
on my feet, you mutilated them,” she complained. She inclined her head toward
the bartender and squinted at his name tag. “Hey, Josh. You dance?”

Surprise registered on Josh’s face. “Why, yes,
I do.”

Ambra held out her hand. “Let’s go!”

Without hesitation, he grasped her fingers,
navigated around the counter, and off they went. JJ watched their progress with
her back to Cruz. She sipped the tequila Josh had refilled before heading off
with Ambra.

“Well?” Cruz murmured next to her ear. His
breath fanned her neck, igniting little coils of warmth low in her belly that
had nothing to do with the alcohol.

“Well, what?” she replied, enjoying the
sensation of having him near. Reluctant to turn in his direction and break the
close proximity of their bodies, she kept her gaze trained on the crowded dance
floor.

“That leaves you and me. Care to get a little
dirty?” His tone purred seduction.

I
will also be picking one person from each comment section to win a free e-book
copy of Dating Impossible, the second book in my Dating Series from Evernight
Publishing.

I
look forward to hearing from you! Now let’s have some fun!Don’t forget to leave me a comment to be
eligible for the grand prize drawing of a $100 Amazon Gift Card and a chance to
get your free e-copy of Dating Impossible! Enjoy the rest of your day!

Kathleen

BLURB:

Focused
on her career, Dr. JJ Jones doesn't have time to date—and she certainly doesn't
want to date the "player"
of the ER none other than her girlhood crush, Dr. Cruz Avery. JJ found out the
hard way that romantic relationships in the work place don't mix forcing her to
relocate back to Arizona and change jobs. She's determined to spend her free
time enjoying her Harley, reading true-crime novels, and learning about the new
community she lives in. Dogged by the gorgeous Dr. Avery with his skillful
hands, disarming smile, and hot lips, her resolve wavers. For now, she's having
fun making his mission to date her down right impossible!

EXCERPT:

But damn if she wasn’t all prickly
one minute and hot and yummy in his arms the next. His cock hardened and he
shifted in his chair. Large almond-shaped green eyes, pink pouty lips, and that
sexy belly button ring and tattoos. Cruz shook his head. JJ was definitely a
mix of contradictions. She was all innocence and badass rolled into one. And
smart.

None of his usual bullshit lines
would work with her. So how was he going to get past her no-dating-a-co-worker
rule and find out if they had the possibility of a real future together?
Christ, she was making this entire dating thing impossible. He rubbed the tense
muscles of his neck.

Sex two nights in a row
doesn’t mean we are dating. Or in a relationship.

Her words looped over and over
against his skull and were the other reason why he couldn’t concentrate on
jack-shit today. What he needed was a plan. But what?

He sat up straighter in his leather
chair. The kernel of an idea blossomed. What if she didn’t realize they were
going out on dates? Yeah, baby. He liked the notion already. But he’d have
to tread carefully. JJ was a clever girl. Cruz would just have to be one step
ahead of her in order to make his plan work. And once she was hooked on him… He
glanced at his reflection in the full-length mirror that hung on the back of
his office door and pointed to himself. His lips curved into a perfect smile
and he winked.

Monday, March 4, 2013

I'm thrilled to be able to welcome fellow Evernight Publisher Author, Robin Badillo to my blog today talking about not one..not two...but THREE hunka hunkas that she writes under the pen name of Tyler Robbins! Take it away, Robin...About Robin~

Tyler Robbins is the pen name of author Robin Badillo, who lives in a small Texas town and is the mother of four nearly grown kids, two boys and two girls.

Tyler enjoys stepping out of her comfort zone and pushes the envelope on the stories she writes every chance she gets. She hopes her readers are just as thrilled as she is with the chances she’s taking.

Always the optimist, Tyler is a firm believer that grey hair is merely God’s graffiti!

Vampire, Tristan Deveraux, savored the night with his young progeny, Caleb, by his side. Satisfying his shameless desires, he took what he wanted without reprisal or regret, until Gauge Roberts darkened his door.

Gauge, an ex-Navy Seal, offered more than muscles and brawn when he became Tristan’s personal security coordinator. Surrendering to an undeniable attraction, the dominating soldier scratched an itch both had ignored far too long.

A remarkable bond is quickly formed between the three very different men, allowing each to fulfill individual needs while maintaining separate but equal relationships, until a surprising enemy threatens to destroy it all.

Will they survive the deadly fight, or is heartbreak the only price for satisfying their kind’s immortal thirst?

ADULT * M/M/M* EXCERPT option #1

Gauge cautiously entered a spacious loft with high vaulted ceilings and a dining room table filled with an assortment of food. To the right, he spotted a black, leather sofa with a very handsome and very naked man sprawled across it.

“Hope you’re hungry.” Tristan’s voice resonated from the far left of the vast room.

Gauge’s gaze drifted away from the naked man and settled to where Tristan knelt at the foot of a chaise-lounge, intently suckling the inner thigh of yet another man.

The erotic moans of Tristan’s live meal filled the room, further stiffening Gauge’s shaft. Unsure what he should do, Gauge stepped back, only to be met by Caleb who handed him a glass of scotch. “Please, help yourself to whatever appeals to you.”

Dizzying thoughts danced in his mind. Which appetite should he satisfy first? This was new territory, far beyond the realms of even his vivid imagination. Should he indulge his physical hunger, his sexual needs, or neither, and keep his first day on the job strictly business?

“Perhaps he’s a watcher.” Caleb brushed past him as he strolled toward the lone man on the sofa.

Gauge drew in a deep breath to steady his spiraling nerves. “You feed right out in the open?”

Tristan ran his tongue up the length of the human’s cock then smiled. “They have no objections.” He then pricked his wrist with the tip of a pointy fang and allowed a few crimson drops to coat the lips of his quarry.

The man licked the blood, and his pupils immediately dilated.

“They drink from you?” Gauge swallowed hard, still trying to keep his wits about him.

“They give me the gift of an existence without pain. I give them unimaginable pleasure.” Tristan then kissed the man and returned to feasting upon his inner thigh.

Gauge glanced over at Caleb, who stood before the other man with his pants unzipped, gazing down intently as the man eagerly sucked his cock. Caleb’s hips rolled with the motion of the man’s bobbing head.

Caleb eyed Gauge with a smug grin. “He’s really good.”

Gauge licked his lips and wandered back toward the table where he blindly reached for a chair and took a seat. His heart pounded, and his cock pulsed. So fucking hot.

He’d been to clubs featuring group sex in back rooms, and had even participated once, but that was a long time ago and blood definitely hadn’t been involved. The erotic way Tristan fed only excited him more.

Gauge’s prick pressed tight against his jeans, and he fought the urge to jack off.

Tristan licked blood from his lips, nudged his partner to the side and joined him on the lounger. He skimmed his fingers across the man’s stomach, enough to make him shudder, but his seductive gaze remained locked on Gauge. “A ghastly sight, isn’t it?”

Gauge swallowed hard, his head booming from the erotic shock of it all. “Not at all.”

With speed too fast to measure, Tristan stood before him, his cock wet and stiff, smelling of sex and the unmistakable metallic scent of blood, an aroma Gauge recognized. “I suppose you’ve seen worse than a vampire fucking his meal?”

“Much worse.” That’s the understatement of the year.

Gauge tried not to dwell on the images which flashed through his mind. The macabre memory of flames reaching far above the rooftops of the small village where they’d burned the decapitated bodies of innocent victims and the vampires who had murdered them. The memory of diesel fuel mixed with the putrid stench of singeing hair and roasting skin Gauge thought would be imbedded in his brain forever, also sneaked out from the recesses of his mind where he’d safely tucked them away.

He shot up from the chair, overwhelmed and uncertain of what was worse, the haunting memories of the massacre, or how easily the thought of fucking this sexy vampire appealed to his body and mind, so much stronger than his desire to kill him.

Tristan eased closer and inhaled deeply, then turned his attention to the other vampire. “Caleb, take them away.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Gauge saw Caleb step back immediately followed by the snapping sound of fingers. “You heard my master. Let’s take this party on the road, boys.”

Gauge’s muscles tensed as he resisted reaching out and wrapping Tristan’s long hair around his fist and fucking him like there was no tomorrow.

“She told you how I came to be a vampire. How she plucked me quite literally from the brink of death and how my need for sex is the only thing to rival my thirst for blood.”

“She told me you had a way about you I’d possibly relate to.” Gauge understood now. Kathryn’s recommendation included benefits Gauge had never imagined.

Well...that is one hot excerpt that keeps you wanting more! Go to www.evernightpublishing.com to order your copy of Immortal Thirst today! I want to thank Robin for stopping by today and sharing her latest release with us!